Haiku. Taiko. Persimmons.
On the surface, these may have a typically Japanese association, but writer Yu Shibuya has managed to seamlessly and organically weave them into a beautifully universal story about learning to let go. In life, there are rhythms and cycles; in our film, they are poetically reflected in the beat of a taiko drum and the syllables of a haiku. A ripe persimmon that has been picked to dry is on its natural course to death. For some, this may seem like a melancholy thought, but a dried persimmon serves a greater purpose when its sweetness is savored. Death is a natural part of life and is also part of a larger picture.